Arran was lovely, as ever. This year was my 21st year going on holiday there and I think I love it more every time I go. Plus, the weather was really good; I even got my nose sunburned which is rare in Scotland at this time of year!
Unfortunately, I did have to survive two four and a half hour car trips without my ipod or DS, which wasn’t very fun. I had my mum’s ipod to borrow for a bit, but it didn’t really yield a great amount of listenable music. Unless you like The Corrs, The Lighthouse Family and Celine Dion. Which I don’t.
I have another job interview tomorrow in a place which I’m not entirely sure I’ll be able to get to, which should be fun.
I’ve been reading ‘A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius’ by Dave Eggers on Jonic’s recommendation and I’m not entirely convinced I’m enjoying it. He just seems to have written all the things that went through his head over a period of years and I find myself getting very annoyed with him.
Also, my good friend Al Ewing has taken over Jonic’s ‘Re:Retro’ blog and is doing a sterling job of it. It should be read. Here.
That is all.
I am officially sick of being unemployed now. It’s the most boring thing in the entire world. Also I have zero cash money.
Just got back from a job interview. It didn’t go too badly I don’t think… I didn’t say ‘Girl Power’ at least. Not entirely sure I convinced them I was the best person for the job either though.
I’m currently watching ‘Diet Doctors - inside and out’Â (Channel 5 copy of ‘You are what you eat’ - luckily lacking in irate Scottish ladies bollocking people). It entirely baffles me how people can be so utterly ignorant about food. It’s not difficult; if you eat shit food, you get fat. It’s that simple. Plus, healthy food is nicer. I just don’t understand! The girl on here used to eat 9 burgers a week. That’s more than 1 a day! Ick.
I’m off to Arran tomorrow - exciting!
Today is the day 300 comes out in the UK and I am very excited. It looks super excellent. It is also the closing date for applications for the minster job; slightly less exciting but it does mean they’ll put me out of my misery soon.
I’m going to Arran with my parents in 9 days as well. It’s my favourite place in the whole wide world and I’ve been every year of my life so far (sometimes twice) so I couldn’t miss it this year.
It looks like this:
I may be forced to miss it, however, if a job presents itself. This would make me very cross. Speaking of jobs, I should really go have a shower and then go to Reed and get them to find me some form of employment instead of doing this…
Are you allowed to swear in post titles? Does wanker even count as swearing? Hmmm… interesting.
Today I finally got my uni withdrawal form sorted. I gave it to the lady who said it’d probably take about a week to be processed and then I will get a letter confirming my withdrawal. How exciting. I’m not even that bothered about leaving; I thought I’d be experiencing some kind of massive guilt, but I’m not.
What is bothering me though is my utter lack of money. After a good year or so of telling all my friends who are crap with money just how they should be sorting their money troubles out, I now find myself with very little cash and no actual job to speak of. I’ve applied for three and found another two I might go for, but I’m not sure how long that’ll take.
Speaking of which, I applied for a job working at the minster. I can’t decide whether £15,800 a year is enough to make me go against everything I don’t believe in and work for the church. I think at the moment it is. I would be helping run organised religion though… Maybe I could bring them down from the inside.
Just to keep anyone who’s interested up to date: I replied to the letter from my birth mum (hereafter called Liz, because it seems very strange to keep referring to her as anything else now she actually exists properly) and got a letter back the other day with some photos in. I’m still feeling very weird about it all, but in a kind of happy way. Apparently she looks like me which is a strange thing to hear as I don’t think I’ve ever been told I look like anyone ever before (not even random people/celebrities; I must have an unusual face).
Jonic and I went to Leeds on Thursday, which was nice. I mention it because we went to Wagamama for some dinner. It’s a Japanese noodle-bar which we’ve been planning to go to for some time. I would highly recommend it; the waiting staff are really chilled out and friendly, the food is excellent, the atmosphere is relaxed and to top it all it’s not too badly priced. If only we could have one in York.
Nothing much else of note has happened recently. I’ve applied for a couple of generic admin jobs. I tried to get a job at Lush, but they aren’t hiring at the moment which is disappointing. Anyone fancy giving me a job?
I’m writing this whilst watching the Disney Robin Hood (the best one, in my opinion) so apologies if it’s a bit stilted. I keep getting distracted by Robin Hood’s sexy voice. Shame he’s a cartoon fox eh? He’s a bit irresponsible though - he just gave a child a bow and arrow.
I’m getting a cat soon! He currently belongs to the brother of someone Duncan works with. He’s moving to New Zealand and Bob (the cat) can’t go with him, so he’s coming to live with me in a few weeks. My parents don’t know yet and since they’re my landlords I’m going to have to pluck up the courage to tell them at some point. I’m going to change his name from Bob to either Oscar or Hobbes. He’s a big fat ginger cat, so I think Oscar would be best but I can’t decide. Does anyone have any preferences or other ideas?